I don't know what it was
But ever since I
Was a rat on the rug
Always dreamt having enough of abundance
Of 20s and 50s and 100s
But, ask me how
I was gonna say not now
But I will figure it out
For now roll blunts
Gonna blow smoke by the clouds
Cuz I am just a child
My mind's not developed yet
So I wanna get high like the Netherlands
With my brethrens in Amsterdam
All of us together going HAM sir damn
Understand, we wanna buy land that is just still sand
We gotta blueprint but we don't even share it with our fans
But we mapped out a plan to expand and ignite our ends
Here's how it started out
I was probably about
5 when I first had visions of me just ballin' out
In love with rap music that my cousins kept playing loud
Nas, 2pac, Biggie, Wu-Tang play it out
We wouldn't play around
We would sit around thinking wow
You couldn't rap if you weren't lyrical
That was way before the digital
Fast forward now
In high school, I'm rapping now
About the pounds of crack
And the gats that I'm strapped with now
Only thing is, the actual raps aren't factual now
Shit, I better stop acting now
Before I get bodied like a Royal Rumble
Or get caught slipping like a frozen puddle
Speed it up now
I'm a grown man that's wants to be a comedian now
I was mad stressed
My life was a mess
Always vexxed
Now my wife is an ex
I would have jokes that filled up the page
But as soon as I get up on stage
Delivery week, nobody engaged
I was enraged
I couldn't get hyped up
As soon as I lifted the mic up
I would just bomb like Al-Qaeda
Well, f*ck this now
I'ma hang this shit up
I'm broken now so my anger built up
What the f*ck am I gonna do
Obviously... I am not comical
But Is rapping at 30 possible
Probably
My life's been drama b
Let's talk about it on some Renaissance beats
Just me and him b, we ain't got no army
Ever since he sent me the very first beat
I was like a beast who was very hungry
Imagine please. Me. As a rookie
Not to mention just turn thirty
But I don't give a f*ck
Words can't hurt me
Plus you don't know what it's like
Sleeping in your car In the dead of night
In the backseat while you are thirsty
Looking real bent. No ones being flirty
Im spitting on wax, you cannot burn me
Up real late or am I up early
Life is a gamble. So bet on me
All my loved ones ain't gotta worry
We gonna make it
That is my guarantee
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I don't know what it was
But ever since I
Was a rat on the rug
Always dreamt having enough of abundance
Of 20s and 50s and 100s
But, ask me how
I was gonna say not now
But I will figure it out
For now roll blunts
Gonna blow smoke by the clouds
Cuz I am just a child
My mind's not developed yet
So I wanna get high like the Netherlands
With my brethrens in Amsterdam
All of us together going HAM sir damn
Understand, we wanna buy land that is just still sand
We gotta blueprint but we don't even share it with our fans
But we mapped out a plan to expand and ignite our ends
Here's how it started out
I was probably about
5 when I first had visions of me just ballin' out
In love with rap music that my cousins kept playing loud
Nas, 2pac, Biggie, Wu-Tang play it out
We wouldn't play around
We would sit around thinking wow
You couldn't rap if you weren't lyrical
That was way before the digital
Fast forward now
In high school, I'm rapping now
About the pounds of crack
And the gats that I'm strapped with now
Only thing is, the actual raps aren't factual now
Shit, I better stop acting now
Before I get bodied like a Royal Rumble
Or get caught slipping like a frozen puddle
Speed it up now
I'm a grown man that's wants to be a comedian now
I was mad stressed
My life was a mess
Always vexxed
Now my wife is an ex
I would have jokes that filled up the page
But as soon as I get up on stage
Delivery week, nobody engaged
I was enraged
I couldn't get hyped up
As soon as I lifted the mic up
I would just bomb like Al-Qaeda
Well, f*ck this now
I'ma hang this shit up
I'm broken now so my anger built up
What the f*ck am I gonna do
Obviously... I am not comical
But Is rapping at 30 possible
Probably
My life's been drama b
Let's talk about it on some Renaissance beats
Just me and him b, we ain't got no army
Ever since he sent me the very first beat
I was like a beast who was very hungry
Imagine please. Me. As a rookie
Not to mention just turn thirty
But I don't give a f*ck
Words can't hurt me
Plus you don't know what it's like
Sleeping in your car In the dead of night
In the backseat while you are thirsty
Looking real bent. No ones being flirty
Im spitting on wax, you cannot burn me
Up real late or am I up early
Life is a gamble. So bet on me
All my loved ones ain't gotta worry
We gonna make it
That is my guarantee
But ever since I
Was a rat on the rug
Always dreamt having enough of abundance
Of 20s and 50s and 100s
But, ask me how
I was gonna say not now
But I will figure it out
For now roll blunts
Gonna blow smoke by the clouds
Cuz I am just a child
My mind's not developed yet
So I wanna get high like the Netherlands
With my brethrens in Amsterdam
All of us together going HAM sir damn
Understand, we wanna buy land that is just still sand
We gotta blueprint but we don't even share it with our fans
But we mapped out a plan to expand and ignite our ends
Here's how it started out
I was probably about
5 when I first had visions of me just ballin' out
In love with rap music that my cousins kept playing loud
Nas, 2pac, Biggie, Wu-Tang play it out
We wouldn't play around
We would sit around thinking wow
You couldn't rap if you weren't lyrical
That was way before the digital
Fast forward now
In high school, I'm rapping now
About the pounds of crack
And the gats that I'm strapped with now
Only thing is, the actual raps aren't factual now
Shit, I better stop acting now
Before I get bodied like a Royal Rumble
Or get caught slipping like a frozen puddle
Speed it up now
I'm a grown man that's wants to be a comedian now
I was mad stressed
My life was a mess
Always vexxed
Now my wife is an ex
I would have jokes that filled up the page
But as soon as I get up on stage
Delivery week, nobody engaged
I was enraged
I couldn't get hyped up
As soon as I lifted the mic up
I would just bomb like Al-Qaeda
Well, f*ck this now
I'ma hang this shit up
I'm broken now so my anger built up
What the f*ck am I gonna do
Obviously... I am not comical
But Is rapping at 30 possible
Probably
My life's been drama b
Let's talk about it on some Renaissance beats
Just me and him b, we ain't got no army
Ever since he sent me the very first beat
I was like a beast who was very hungry
Imagine please. Me. As a rookie
Not to mention just turn thirty
But I don't give a f*ck
Words can't hurt me
Plus you don't know what it's like
Sleeping in your car In the dead of night
In the backseat while you are thirsty
Looking real bent. No ones being flirty
Im spitting on wax, you cannot burn me
Up real late or am I up early
Life is a gamble. So bet on me
All my loved ones ain't gotta worry
We gonna make it
That is my guarantee
Writer: Japjot Mann
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